Your Mother Is Always With You...

by tashhh   May 8, 2005


She's the whisper of the leaves,
as you walk down the street.

She's the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered
socks.

She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well.

Your mother lives in your
laughter.

She's the crystallized tear drop that falls from your eye.

She's the place you
came from, your first
home.

She's the map you follow with every step that you take.

She's your first love, and
your first heart break...
and nothing on earth can
separate you...

Not time, not space...
Not even death...will separate you from your mother...

You carry her in your
heart forever.

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Another one my aunt gave me, it just really touches me. I miss my mom alot and this relates to everything. So I decided to share this one too.

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